Today's autumn pattern is not the same as what was done yesterday.

She still put her mind to it.

Although Mrs. Jade eats fasting, she is a noble lady in the end, and she has seen the world. Those expensive top things are not unusual. If you do the opposite, Zhang Luo has a table of ambition, just like the home-cooked meals eaten by rural people, and Mrs. Xu's appetite is better.

Autumn pattern is on the right track.

Sister-in-law Liu is also right: Qiu Wen is a thoughtful person.

In this deep mansion compound, it is better to have a mind than to be a fool. Having a mind is not a scheming. There is a scheming plan to protect people. I just want to make my life better.

Mrs. Kodama is eating happier today than she was yesterday.

Let's look at the meal under the autumn pattern: buckwheat noodles and wo tou, stir-fried maran head, pumpkin pie, steamed sweet potato, millet porridge, pickled eggs, fried radish strips...... Full, abundant, and full of richness, as soon as the lid is lifted, a fragrance fills the nose.

Feng Fuji's family also likes it.

"Madam, these ambitions are good, only much stronger than the delicacies of the mountains and seas."

Feng Fujia chewed and dried the cowpeas that were arguing with the green peppers, and ate two bowls of millet porridge in a row.

"Slow down."

"Madam, I'm curious about this cloth man, I think she should be an old grandmother."

Mrs. Yu asked, "Yesterday, three meals a day were all cooked by the same person?" ”

"I think it should be."

Feng Fujia guessed correctly, Mrs. Yu ate at noon and drank at night, all of which were Qiu Wen's hand. Zhen was on the side to supervise carefully. Seeing that she was familiar with her hands, she was also relieved.

"After noon, I called her over. I think Ximo, this kid usually eats three meals a day. If there is a man who is in charge of his diet and takes care of it, he will surely be stronger. ”

"Madam, you care so much about your uncle, but you don't easily confide in your affection, it's not easy to hold it in your heart, wow......"

Madam Yu smiled bitterly: "After all, it's my fault." ”

This autumn-patterned girl, Mrs. Yu went to the house, and rested in the rice herb house for a few days, and good luck came.

Feng Fu's inquiring about this cloth vegetable was not a very experienced old woman, but a very young girl, a little surprised.

Feng Fu's family bypassed Zhen's mother and inquired about a mother-in-law, only to know that this girl had only been in the house for a few months, and she was not yet sixteen years old.

Feng Fujia walked to the window and looked at the autumn pattern that was kneading dumplings. Slender figure, oily hair, a moon-white jacket often worn by maids in the house, and a simple bean-green skirt underneath. She worked very seriously, and her two hands rolled very fast, anyway, she couldn't see how she kneaded dumplings, and one by one the fat white flour dumplings filled a plate.

After washing the bean paste, Sister-in-law Liu carried a basket full of bean paste and entered the door, and Feng Fujia stopped her.

Sister-in-law Liu knew her, and Mrs. Yu's intimate entourage, so she smiled and stepped forward to say goodbye.

"I know you're busy, after noon, tell the girl in this house, tell her to come to the cottage, and Madame wants to see her."

Sister-in-law Liu thought she had misheard, and asked with a smile: "Madame wants to see Qiu Wen?" ”

"Yes, she arranged the meal, and Madame wants to meet her."

"I'll tell her to go."

Feng Fu's family is gone.

Sister-in-law Liu is more excited than Qiu Wen. She rubbed her hands, added honey and sugar to the bean paste, and said what had just happened. "I'm not wrong, am I? You are just a talent, no matter what, you can always stand out, and you can't stop it. In the future, I'm afraid that I will give you a big attack, and I hope you don't dislike it. ”

"Where is that? Good sister-in-law, you are my master, and you taught me how to do it. Don't say it, I'm going to have to think about it again. ”

Qiu Wen had already prepared a bowl of hot tea for her, and there was a sweet egg lying in the tea soup. Drinking this tea soup can promote milk, the autumn pattern is not big, but because of the blow of life, and tempered, the mind is indeed much more mature than peers, the idea is very thoughtful, and it is very good to think from the position of others.

Sister-in-law Liu drank the tea soup in one go, and ate the eggs in the bowl cleanly.

"What do I say about you? You're a lovely boy. Madame wants to see you, most of the time. I'm just happy for you first. You will flatter, and the flattery is not obvious, which makes people comfortable. ”

"Sister-in-law, don't praise me like that. I'll tell you a word from the bottom of my heart, although we are slaves, we are also people. I respect myself, even if I am a minion, others can't do anything. I work for my own peace of mind, and I don't want to go to this head for anything that flatters me or not. ”

This is also true.

Sister-in-law Liu thought about it and said, "In the end, you are literate." A woman is virtuous if she is not talented, and you and I are still different. Yes, everyone is a minion. But I'm a family, and there's no hope in this life. We women only have the road of marriage, and if you have the heart, you should wipe your eyes bright, jump out of the slave nest, and redeem the deed of sale......"

"Good sister-in-law, don't say it, beware that the wall has ears."

Sister-in-law Liu immediately shut up.

Sure enough, the warbler came. Carrying a burning stick, ask Autumn Pattern to help her remove the ashes.

"I'm busy."

Once or twice, Autumn Pattern reminded herself that she couldn't always be a good person.

"How busy are you?"

Ying'er didn't leave.

"I'll make the dumplings, you can make it yourself."

Autumn lines are good. When I was defiled by Pan Niangzi's mother and daughter, I knew that people can't always show people with a kind face. True kindness needs to be angular.

"You...... I kindly invited you, but you and I took it big? Qiu Wen, you are out of breath and have a face, so you look down on us who are from drama? ”

She made a scene, which sounded very harsh.

Sister-in-law Liu couldn't listen to it anymore.

Where did this warbler get the confidence, deliberately unable to get along with the autumn pattern? And teach lessons.

"You girl, don't burn the fire well, leave the stove without permission, if you let Zhen's mother see it, won't you give you a few slaps? What kind of drama is not dramatic, since you come to the small kitchen, you will talk less about the past! To tell you the truth, the mother-in-law here has also been a drama before, and they have more background than you, so what? Who showed off the past, and really showed his face on the stage to a strange man, so glorious! ”

Sister-in-law Liu is also the master of sharp teeth.

Ying'er choked for a moment.

"Let's go! Qiu Wen is not a fire girl, why should I help you? What benefits can you do with her? After they finished their work, they still had to go to see Mrs. Yu! Hum...... I'm afraid that you won't be able to climb her higher and higher in the future! ”

Ying'er was stunned and took a step back.

What the? Still going to see Lady Jade?

What kind of shit luck did Autumn Pattern hand in? Uncle helped, Master Liu helped, Mrs. finally went back to the house, and even proposed to see her!

Autumn pattern, autumn pattern, I took the trouble to go to the rice herb house, and I was counting on the favor of the uncle. But you ...... Why do you want to stand in front of me and let the uncle ignore me?

Ying'er got into a dead end, thinking that she couldn't be treated by her uncle because she had an autumn pattern that would do more than her.

Ying'er's life in the small kitchen is really not easy.

She looks enchanting, can sing again, and walks with a twist and twist, but she can't change it. The small kitchens are all a bunch of women, all of them are thick and have average appearances. Ying'er compared them to them.

looks good, but does the lowest job, Ying'er's depression can be imagined.

She was agitated by Sister-in-law Liu and retreated sullenly.

Qiu Wen stopped her and stuffed a hot egg into her hand: "Don't be discouraged, once raw and twice cooked, you have dialed the ashes so many times, and it will definitely be ripe in a few days." I left this egg for you, eat it while it's hot. ”

Ying'er got angry and wanted to throw the egg on the ground after taking it.

Autumn pattern is too good at being a person, and the horizontal and vertical drips do not leak. looks enthusiastic, but it's not cheap at all.

She held back her anger and said, "It's me who is not good. You're so busy, I'm still here to harass you. Thank you for the eggs. ”

Sister-in-law Liu looked at the back of Ying'er Demon and Demon, frowned and said, "She is like this, she really doesn't look like a safe person." It's all rap dramas, but don't give birth to anything untalented! ”

Qiu Wen hurriedly said: "No." Ying'er is also a bitter person, she was sold by her parents when she was a child, so she suffered a lot to learn drama. She originally went to the second master's side, but because she didn't want to sing on stage to make fun of others, she begged the uncle to come to us. She's not used to it yet. Do you think, a person who has never taken a needle and thread, you want her to embroider a peacock at once, how difficult! ”

"You, you still help her! I don't think she's a fuel-efficient lamp! ”

Here, the two of them continued to work.

Today's lunch, Autumn Pattern thought about the pattern again.

Ladies and gentlemen, you will not believe it. Qiu Wen not only guessed the taste of Mrs. Jade, but also the noon meal, so she was naturally more dedicated.

When the Feng family brought lunch to Mrs. Yu's room, Mrs. Yu already smelled the fragrance of pumpkin.

She put down her rosary and asked with a smile, "This is a pumpkin dish?" ”

"The old slave doesn't know yet."

Feng Fujia opened the bowl, and sure enough, there was a crispy pumpkin stewed in it. The pumpkin has a mouthful. There are boiling dumplings, vegetarian balls filled with radish tofu and mushrooms, and coarse grains such as red beans, lotus seeds, and barley.

Madame Jade was amazed.

Feng Fujia took the spoon and handed it to her. Madame Jade took a bite and said, "It's very fragrant." But it whetted my appetite. You and I are in Panlong Temple, and the fasting meals made by those laymen every day are really not as good as this. It's really hard for this cooking girl. ”

Autumn patterns and cooking have some talent.

The so-called talent, to put it bluntly, is also exercised day by day.

is called exercise, but in fact, it is tortured by Lin and Wei Chunfang day by day. Crooked. The Lin family and son were stubborn, and forced Qiu Wen to cook all kinds of delicacies with them in a different way. Qiu Wen didn't expect that the suffering she had suffered in those years would one day become a pearl and be favored by the noble lady Madame Yu.

"Ma'am, she'll be here in a moment."

"Okay."

That Qiu Wen was in the small kitchen, sitting on a bench with Sister-in-law Liu, eating noodle soup. The soup is chicken broth. The noodles are filled with shredded chicken and eggs, as well as sliced braised pork liver, which is delicious.

Sister-in-law Liu ate indecently, her mouth was shy, and everyone laughed.

The warbler also came, took a porcelain bowl in her hand, and also fished the noodles into the cauldron. She only drinks soup and eats shredded chicken. Everyone was not used to seeing it, and deliberately ridiculed her in front of her.

"This is really pampered in the troupe, treat yourself as a young lady, don't eat a good piece of noodles, who will eat your saliva left?"

Ying'er was silent.

She is a picky eater and has a small appetite. The soup is watery every day, and you are not hungry when you eat.

This is all cultivated in the troupe.

Because you want to look good in appearance, don't eat too much meat. Because you have to strangle your waist thinly, you can look good in costumes. These are all bad habits, just get rid of them.

Ying'er deliberately didn't want to change.

She didn't want to be like those daughters-in-law in the kitchen, fattened into sows. is already a slave, and no matter how lacking in appearance and figure, there is no hope for a lifetime.

What do men look at women? is nothing more than looks, as well as those Fengyue kung fu.

Ying'er is very confident in her appearance, but when she talks about others, she can't help but be discouraged. In the end, she is still a yellow flower girl. Last time near the rockery, I couldn't seduce the uncle, and Ying'er thought it was her softness and didn't get home.

She has someone to ask.

This person is Li Xiangui's outer chamber Jinniang.

Jin Niang's bedroom has a picture book tucked under the pillow. When she was free, she went out to meet Jinniang, borrowed the picture book, and studied it well.

"You're done eating?"

Qiu Wen walked over, looking at Ying'er and leaving her face again, only thinking about it.

"I won't eat it."

"Let's eat a little more."

"If you don't eat, you don't eat. Asked for help, you just shake your head. But I'm in charge of my business! Ying'er gave her a blank look.

Zhen's mother came over.

"What's wrong?" When she looked at Ying'er's bowl, she was angry, found a wicker, and asked her to stretch out her hand, "On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil." Since you are from a poor background, why don't you cherish food? Leave half a bowl for a while, and pour it for cats and dogs to eat every time. Today, I must teach you a lesson. ”

Zhen's mother took the wicker and slapped Ying'er more than 20 palms in a row.

Ying'er's hand immediately swollen.

She is a willow and willow posture, she can't help beating, tears are falling down, and she looks like she has been greatly wronged.

The mother-in-law on the side was jealous of her beauty, and encouraged Zhen's mother more and more, and gave her a powerful look, seeing that she was still twisting her hands and twisting her face all day long?

Zhen also sneered with a few mothers-in-law: "Am I you bluffing?" Besides, I will fight you all together. ”

As soon as she threw the wicker, the warbler lost face and couldn't bear it, so she covered her face with her hands and ran out of the small kitchen, where she went.